12-27-17 – Fire

We talk about sculpture gardens and Bob who built a playground inside of a shoe factory. While molding cement into another masterpiece,they beat him to death and staged it, as if he misstepped and tossed himself away in the fervor of creation. Taking turns to smash a metal pick into a tree sculpted by termites and set it to fire. Chasing the smoke in circles that always finds our eyes to burn.

12-21-17 – Baja Birthday

The easy intimacy of a cave. Blackness under a colorful blanket pulled over our heads. Corn that needs dancing to be peeled and birthdays with the lights already off.

1-20-17 – back to dirt

The past could never predict such a disaster as a presidency being lowered to Trump. It started out so unbelievable and comical, until the impossible happened. I can’t help but think that it’s all our fault and it pains me to see people blame this on unknown others. Like the rich separating into their private enclaves, the educated have abandoned and blamed half of a group that they belong to.

1-31-16 – New Years Plants

One of my favorite Texas surprises is that fruit trees grow in front yards. On a particularly glorious November afternoon, I passed a family harvesting their orange tree, filling several baskets with plump fruit. I waved, complimented the tree, and without hesitation the mother grabbed two oranges and brought them down to me at the fence. A man, who seemed to be the caretaker of the household, gave her a comment about not giving me so many. She rushed backed and stuffed my arms until I couldn’t carry another fruit. I politely accepted two and walked home laughing. The women …

Cuba Explorations

I knew very little about Havana besides that I would see cool old cars and get to witness vibrant street life. My week ended up being a roller coaster ride. Right off, the highlights was the ten piece bands playing on almost every corner. I was surprised and amused by the 90s fashion and imaginative haircuts. The street life was as promised – people live their lives in public and are incredibly social. For friends taking a visit, I would recommend checking out Fabrica De Arte which is a complex equipped with a theater, art galleries, multiple venues and eateries. …

2-13-16 – old trees

Salento’s wax palms make fools of all other trees. I took an 8 hour bus ride to see them. It’s my second visit and it was a completely different experience from the first. It reminds me that there are no repeat experiences – if only because personal perspective is constantly shifting giving you a new angle. Along with the people around you who are in the same state of flux and contributing to your vision. At the hostel, I briefly felt like I was starting to be *the old guy*. Although it’s hard to feel old with trees that have …

Janet And Piper

Meet Janet and Piper. Right when I started to lament not witnessing enough street quirkiness in SF, here she is feeding Piper a leche con arroz popsicle while waiting for the 49 bus. She even missed two sets of buses while we chatted and she showed me pictures of Piper’s home and we discussed her animal whispering talents. These are the treasures of a flaneur. Here are I am with piper. I got to hang too A photo posted by Alfred Megally (@alfred_megally) on Jul 27, 2015 at 5:31pm PDT

San Francisco – Summer 2015

I start my day by looking at Bernal Heights, and end my day by running to the top. At first I could barely make it past the first steep section without searching where on the sidewalk I was going to puke. It’s been three months in San Francisco. Assimilating back to The Bubble after a year away was a surprising struggle. Everyone is busy. I’m busy. Filtering events and prioritizing personal time is necessary. I have to make quick judgements about people. I have to sharpen my wit or else I get filtered too. At the same time, it’s stimulating …